Fukumenkei Noise Canary

Growing up in the slums of the fifty-eighth district, Mathew never expected life to offer him anything but hardship. However, even he did not anticipate waking to the sound of eerie noises, only to find a bloodied corpse sprawled on the floor of his mother’s room. Forced to flee their home in a panic, Mathew is thrust into a whirlwind of secrecy and lies. Grappling with his mother’s hidden truths and the reason behind their desperate escape, he must confront the shattering reality of the world he thought he knew. But survival demands more than uncovering dark secrets. Chosen by the enigmatic Codex, Mathew is thrust into his first trial—a deadly ordeal where his resolve, cunning, and very existence will be tested to their limits. What's worse, the Codex's power comes with rules and consequences he has yet to fully understand... and failure is not an option.

The Me You Made 2 Canary and Lisa are so deep in Love with each other. However the two come to find out the terrible secrets of their family backgrounds. Canary finds his Uncle Joel is the one actually behind killing his father. To make matters worse, He comes to find out that Lisa is also his young lost cousin sister, A daughter to his Uncle. Will Canary continue dating his cousin sister, and a daughter to his Uncle ? Read for the full story

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Published on : JANUARY 2ND 2025. Competition: WSA 2025. _ Between existence and nothingness, between pleasure and hardship, Akriod, the mysterious man, has chosen a road seldom taken. Whether his goal is easy or difficult, it doesn't matter to him. For, amidst the myriad existential desires of humanity as they race toward their goals, he alone longs for eternal disappearance—a return to the stillness that lies beyond the noise of existence. Driven by his ambition to fulfill an eternal destiny, and clinging to his singular desire for nothingness, he sets out on a perilous journey. Prepared to destroy anyone who stands in his way, he exploits every circumstance that might hasten his road to eternal annihilation. _ Instagram : @valyurad. Chapters publishing status: Daily.

“Yes, suck.” He grinned, his voice as smooth as sin. “Because that is among the fastest ways to drive a man nuts. And the noise that comes after that, the screaming that escapes her-they are a song, a hymn to desire. The body proximity, the twin peaks dangling from the supple art, the writhing, the hard thrusts that will have them begging for more, the rounds they would devour over and over again, his big balls that ejaculates at the peak of a climax and the baby that comes after, in most cases. I think that is why they are scared.” He finished off, whispering the last part. Aria’s life was simple; a medical student, a devoted christian and a future she could control—until the night it all fell apart. Tricked, she found herself saving a wounded man who shouldn’t exist. His presence stirred something primal within her, a pull she didn’t understand and a fear she couldn’t ignore. Bound to him by an invisible thread, she couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze—or the heat of his touch. But nothing could prepare her for the danger that awaited. Forced to accompany him on a treacherous journey, Aria found herself thrust into the deadly politics of a kingdom ruled by a formidable king and his twin sons—one charming yet distant, the other cruelly intoxicating. Amid whispered secrets and simmering tensions, Aria becomes a pawn in a game far darker than she imagined. “You don’t get to decide my future,” she spat, her defiance flickering like a candle against his towering presence. The King’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Your future was decided the moment you walked into my court, Aria. You are mine.” Her pulse quickened as he stepped closer, the rich timbre of his voice rolling over her like a storm. “You will bear my mark, stand by my side, and serve as my queen. Do not mistake this for a choice—it’s an inevitability.” “I would rather die,” she shot back, her voice trembling as his hand tilted her chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Then you’ll die with my name on your lips,” he said, his thumb brushing against her jaw. “You belong to me, and not even death will change that.” As desire tangles with deception, Aria is drawn deeper into a world of forbidden touches and unspoken truths. Her innocence becomes her greatest weapon, yet her greatest curse. The man she travels with hides a past that could shatter her resolve, the twins threaten to unravel her very being, and the king sees her as more than just an advisor—he sees her as a temptation he cannot have. But in this world of power and passion, nothing is as it seems. Betrayal lurks in every shadow, and Aria must navigate a dangerous path where love could destroy her and trust could be her undoing. In a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets, Aria must fight for her life, her heart, and the truth—before everything she knows burns to ashes.

"With you, the red light will eventually turn green" ===== As she looked into his eyes, those deep dark irises, eyes that seemed to look into her very soul. That smirk that screamed 'danger'. She shuddered, feeling cold sweat drench her shirt "What's wrong?" his magnetic voice sounded with almost inhuman dexterity, he held her by the waist. "Stay-stay back, don't touch me!" her voice was shaking, almost breaking into a shout, but was actually a whimper. She slipped into his arms, heart pounding, eyes darting. Feeling complicated, a mixture of reluctance and pleasure. His chiseled face leaned into her hair, noise sniffing greedily. Her hair stood on end with nervousness, seeing the sharp fangs at the edges of his reddish pink lips. "Now you can be mine forever" 'No' she thought, but couldn't bring herself to speak. She gradually closed her eyes in despair. "I won't kill you, you're to beautiful for that" seeing her disposition, the man was amused. Vera opened her eyes in bewilderment and confusion. Mustering her courage and will, she managed yo squeeze out one word. "Why?" Her imagination ran wild, doubts began to form and dissipate at astonishing speeds. She hated when she wasn't aware of the situation. Soon her fear became anger, and anger gave way to rage. "So you kidnapped me and made me feel like a piece of shit for nothing?" The man smiled widely, and her fear returned. {CREDIT TO THE OWNER OF THE COVER From Pinterest}∆∆

In a world that is defined by power, Lance stands out as the only enigma-nap, with no visible aim and a razor-sharp tongue. This lazy, sharp-tongued orphan, however, hides under the indifferent face a very sharp mind and single terrifying thought: 'Can I become a god?' He transforms that rather weird obsession into an obstinate path for becoming the controller of the very texture of society. Thus, in walking such cunning schemes, he really very well plans the things in a manner that all those who will be caught in the web don't know how they got entrapped. Ranging from the shadowy syndicates to ancient bloodlines vying for supremacy, everyone is just another piece on his board. Evelyn, heiress to a legacy now crumbling, has her own fights. Mysteriously, both parents vanished in relation to a top-secret research project. The thing preventing total destruction of the family's an ancient curse: utter ruin to any that lay a hand upon this bloodline-the protection has already started to fade. In a fateful meet with Lance, Evelyn would acquire an artifact capable of giving unimaginable superhuman powers. But one condition binds their uneasy alliance: equivalent exchange. Such were destined to forge alliances as well as betray and cut secret deals, and in such noise, Lance discovers the buried legacy of his own blod, a legacy that perhaps holds the key to his grand ambition towards godhood. Bloodlines are unveiled, as underground superhuman races come to light, and as secret organizations revealed their own conspiracy towards ascendencion. Lance sacrifices pawns in a larger game that only he can see in every moves. Even gods bleed. Will Lance maneuvers his enemies to rise to the throne of immortality or will his cold calculations be trumped by love, betrayal, and the unraveling secrets of his past?.

Check out my other book as well Lunar:Secret Guardians ******************* "Grey, elemental affinity, zero" The Elder announced the result loudly On hearing this, it was like a bolt of lightning struck Grey, he stood there dumbfounded and just stared at the Elder. Shocked voices could be heard from the people and there was some which were also filled with scorn. Grey stood dazed amidst all the noises without any reactions. One word was constantly reverberating in his head, 'How?'. 'Why, why did this happen to me?' Grey asked himself over and over again **************** Unbeknownst to Grey, something greater lies in wait in his body.... *************** Check out the book, leave a review after reading, and also your powerstones. Hope you enjoy this, and Thanks for reading ^_^ P.S: When I started this book I had zero writing experience, so the first chapters aren't that great, although, my writing quality has improved over time. Also, English isn't my first language, so there are some instances where my choice of words are not good enough for what I'm trying to portray. A heads up, the book will be using a medieval setting. My world building is not the best, but it gets better over time, so bear with me on the early chapters! P.S: Cover art not mine I just edited it. If you're the owner and want me to take it down you can notify me. Other novel: Lunar:Secret Guardians Check it out as well! Discord Server: https://discord.gg/gs68a4ZzaN

Whispers of the Summer Sky** Arjun never planned to spend his summer at a remote countryside resort, much less on a quiet hilltop bench. For him, it was supposed to be an escape from his family and the noise of life—just him, his sketchbook, and the stars. But everything changes when he meets Naina, a spirited and opinionated girl who claims the bench as her own. At first, their encounters are marked by playful arguments and awkward silences, but as the nights pass and the stars grow brighter, they begin to share pieces of themselves—dreams, fears, and the secrets they hide from the world. What starts as a chance meeting turns into something deeper, as the hilltop becomes their sanctuary and the summer sky witnesses the fragile bond forming between them. But summers don’t last forever. As the days slip by, Arjun and Naina must face the reality of their lives beyond the bench. Will their connection survive the world waiting for them, or will it fade like the whispers of the summer sky? A heartfelt story of fleeting moments, unexpected connections, and the beauty of finding someone who truly understands you.

His eyes snapped open. Sounds of wildlife were all around him, and they became rowdier as he felt his consciousness returning to his body. His back was propped on something hard and uneven. Reflexively, he sat up. His eyes were immediately scanning his surroundings in a slow motion, seeing only overgrown forest in every direction. His eyebrows raised majestically as he found that he was lying down in the middle of a clearing, vine-laden trees enclosing the space. A sudden premonition struck him. Patting his clothes and pockets, then his whole body, he sighed in relief. Nothing had happened to his body. His limbs were intact, as was his head. The thing he had stored in his pockets was nowhere to be found, but he was in one piece. Considering what he had gone through, it was a miracle that none of those things had eaten him yet. Checking his vicinity one more time and finding no immediate threats, he slowly stood up, eyes vigilant against movement among the trees and their branches that entwined the sky above. The air was full of the sounds of birds. The canopy swayed restlessly over him as those small creatures hopped from one branch to another. He recalled what they were: Anothraxes. They weren’t a threat when they were alone, but once they congregated on a single hunter, they became C-level dangers. He had to stay hidden as he moved if he wanted to avoid the critters. Fortunately the ground was endorsed full with lush undergrowth, some of the plants reaching heights that could hide his body even if he only slightly bent his knees. Deciding what he needed to do, he made to dive into the conevenient natural cover for hunters, when his feet struck something that was hidden under a bush. It made a dull cluttering noise, like metal striking against ground. As he looked at his feet, he saw a familiar handle-like object. It was only one part of an item, and the rest of it was gone. He crouched low to retrieve it but felt slight resistance. Comprehending, he used his free hand to break apart the bramble while the hand holding the broken item tugged on it. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Chao Zhenyu had died. As he gazed alone into his void of an afterlife, all he could remember were his final moments. His throat had been cut; his helpless body lying bonelessly against the jagged ground. In the distance, he caught sight of a blurry silhouette. But when he tried to speak, the only noise that came out was the gargling of blood. And soon, even that person had left him to die. From beginning until the end, he was alone… Until he woke up in the body of “Zain Valefor”. Now surrounded by excess wealth and a lifestyle that screamed extravagance, Chao Zhenyu has to navigate the hidden dangers underneath the gilded exterior. But as his memories begin to blur, and as he learns about the mysteries of the world- from the Gods to the people They blessed or ignored- darker questions begin to arise. In this pit of laughable humanity and Gods’ residue he was beginning to call a home, who, or what, could he possibly trust? ----- WARNING: This story is strictly dark fantasy, with themes of torture, abuse, and other topics you may want to avoid. Please take care of your own well-being before consuming this media.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

Good news: I've time traveled, and I have a system. Bad news: This system is far from serious! Xu Ran watched his pet beasts, which trembled and made bizarre noises after being given a washing and protection, became disoriented and howled all night after being fed, and behaved more and more oddly after training. He fell into deep thought. How was he supposed to explain to these pet beasts' Beast Masters that he was indeed a serious person?!

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

Loud music is playing, some students are dancing and other are chatting. The few one who are alone are dispersed observing the others. My eyes scan the room for Liam. Fortunately, I see him standing at the entrance with Lucas, Mateo, Levi and Mason. My legs drag me to their direction and he smiles as he sees me. His friends pushed him to me and he looks like he hesitates for a while before walking up to me. Without a word, he grabs my hand and pulled me away from the noise. Now we’re standing in the boys changing room. Before I speak, he gently cups my face. His forehead is touching mine as his eyes flash in the evening light. My heart races and I look away shyly but he lifts my chin up with his finger. I admire his beauty,drowning in the rush of love and awaiting a toe-curling kiss. I hear his words; “Don’t be silly. You’ll never be my type.” Followed by a chuckle. My blood runs cold as my brain draws a blank *************** Liam Hunter, the name that could make your knees turn jelly. He had it all the looks, money and everyone’s dream girl, Beatrice. He was the school’s basketball team captain. Every girl was dying to spend even a second with him, well except her. His charms didn’t work on her and she seemed oblivious to his existence. Everything changes for Liam when he is dared to date Zara for a month and then dump her. It all starts as game, a mind game for Liam. But what happens when the heart gets involved? What will Zara do after learning the truth? Will she get over her love for Liam and go back to herself?

Johann Freyy had long accepted that life wasn’t for him. Every job he’d tried seemed to slip through his fingers, and each dismissal stung harder than the last. He was tired—tired of trying, tired of failing, tired of feeling like he was never enough. As a construction worker on a planet that was suffocating under its own weight, opportunities were few and far between, and the ones that existed were often out of reach for someone like him. A simple mistake, one that wasn’t even his fault, had cost him the only job he retained for a long period of time, and that was the breaking point. He had nothing left. No hope. No future. But that night, as he sat in a rowdy bar, surrounded by faces just as worn and defeated as his own, something changed. There, amid the noise and chaos, he overheard a conversation that would change his life for the better or worse. * [A/N] Working on a bigger project.

Noted! is a humorous, slice-of-life comedy that follows a 16-year-old high schooler who hasn’t spoken in years due to a traumatic past. Communicating only through a beat-up notebook, the main character navigates the chaos of high school life with a quirky group of friends who are anything but ordinary. From the overly dramatic Julian, the walking encyclopedia Milo, the mischievous Luca, to the kind and patient Lila, the group’s adventures are filled with hilarious moments and unpredictable antics. Each chapter brings a new, random, and funny scenario—whether it’s a disastrous talent show performance, a museum field trip gone wrong, or a group project that turns into an absurd disaster. Despite the comedic chaos, the novel also explores themes of friendship, self-expression, and the quiet, yet powerful, bond that forms between the MC and their friends. In a world full of noise, this group learns that even silence can be a form of communication—and sometimes, the most memorable moments come from the most unexpected places.

*Thud* *Thud* Sounded through the door. It was late at midnight when the family of the three woke by the noise. It was dark all around, the sound of rain splashes through everywhere. Due to the rain, the electricity of the City was cut off. "Who might be this late," Said the man, in the '40s. He was the only earner of this family, supporting his wife and their only daughter. His name was 'Reez Mosce'. "What happened dear, w-who would knock this late," Said his wife 'Riza'. Taking the shotgun in his hand, he gestured toward his wife and said, "Take Ellie through the basement". 'WHAT ABOUT YOU!!!' She wanted to ask him. But seeing his grave expression, she couldn't help. She could only look at him with concern filling her eyes. Reez replied as his gaze somewhat softened toward his wife, "Go away Riza hide in the basement with Emily" 'The Unknown' randomly happened every day. The murder reports that news announced to them, the people wanted it all to be false, they wanted to continue with their peaceful life. *** The sound of thud was getting erratic on the door. The door hinges broke off from the wall. Reez held the shotgun aiming toward the door. His condition was not so good, his legs were trembling as he gulped a mouthful of saliva. He was scared shitless, but he couldn't show it to his family. He was the moral support for them. *Crash* The door crashed showing a figure as it stood in the rain. The raindrops splattered across the front wetting the sofa and the tables. Ellie watched as the fire raged through the house.

#SHORT PARTS NOVEL After his father's accident, Canary has to take on as the CEO of the Anderson's group. However his mother is worried about his lust and desire for women so he sets Lisa as his Personal Assistant to keep an eye on him because she believes Lisa can't be easily tricked into love by Canary like the other girls. Surprisingly Lisa also falls the victim after she falls in love with Canary but this time round he loves her truly. Will his mother accept their love ?

Imagine waking up in confusion, your senses have been heightened. Every noise is a constant pain to hear.. Well see, Charlie Blackwell doesn't have to imagine. Every night he wakes up to this strange phenomenon and all of it's wild yet strange dangers, see, he is no longer a human, but a cat. Charlie is being chased down by the most dangerous of villians known as the: "Dream Walker AOD" (AOD means Association of Death), while also dealing with the fact that any harm he encounters in one world happens to him in the other. Now, here is the thing about Charlie, he is a criminal himself, always helping others with the stolen goods from the rich. He thinks of himself as a Star in the Shadows, the next big thing, will his cockiness betray him? Or will his criminal background help him escape what is comeing? Will he be able to escape the DWAOD? Or will he fall victim as so many before him have? Come along as Charlie uses this unique advantage to try and make a dent in the world, a change, that no one has been brave enough to try and accomplish, while also battling with his new cat self, and all the new struggles he faces.

As she held her knife to my throat she spoke to me. "I am going to rape you." "What?" I laughed. This is a classic tale of reverse gender morality/chastity about a dude named Jason. Jason's life was neither awful nor great before. Just a chill guy living a chill life. He has always dreamed of being pursued by a Yandere, but that's just not how women work in real life. Until, *Isekai noises* He wakes up in a reverse world. While most men might pursue a Harem, Jason (a bit of a masochist) just wants to be held down, tied up, and loved the way only an insane stalker could. Realizing that Women and men have reversed he see's this as his opportunity to shoot for the stars and seek out his goal. Women out number men 3:1 in the new world. If you want to just hang out and shoot the shit I have a discord for that too. https://discord.gg/9tZbafuaYU

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

In a world ravaged by chaos and loneliness, John's life lacked purpose and meaning. The constant protests outside his apartment mirrored the turmoil within him, their noise a haunting reminder of the unrest he couldn't escape. Lost in unemployment and isolation, John sought refuge in virtual realms, where he could momentarily escape reality. Yet, his existence felt empty, like an abandoned canvas waiting for a painter's touch. With each passing day, he robotically navigated life, seeking something more. In an unexpected twist of events, a sudden explosion shattered his life, leaving him floating in a mysterious void. As panic threatened to consume him, an otherworldly voice offered him an enigmatic opportunity—to rewrite his destiny, to embrace a higher purpose. With unwavering determination, John accepted the offer, and a blinding light transported him to a new reality. His consciousness had returned, but his senses felt foreign, devoid of sight. Instead, he sensed momentous events unfolding—a significant figure being born, destined to become the emperor of a crumbling empire. John VIII Palaiologos, a historical figure tasked with confronting the mighty Ottoman Empire, was now the role he inhabited. As he grappled with his newfound identity and the weight of his responsibilities, he realized that his journey had just begun. The fate of an empire rested on his shoulders, and he was determined to shape history in a way that would bring hope and transformation to his world. --------------------------------------------- [Author Note:] Updates: 3-4 chapters/week *Miss me? Don't be, I'll be much busier than last time, but do try to write, somehow, I might be a tad below my chapters expectation for a couple of weeks depending on how busy I am.* Cheers!

The Bracelet of Fate is a high school mystery and supernatural romance that follows Kenn, a quiet and introspective student who unexpectedly gains the power to see the emotions of others through a mysterious bracelet. This new ability forces Kenn to navigate the complexities of his high school life, where every glance, word, and action is now filled with the hidden emotions of those around him. What seems like a gift becomes a burden as Kenn struggles with the overwhelming intensity of others’ feelings, which threaten to consume him. As the story unfolds, Kenn becomes entangled in the lives of two very different classmates: Lynn, a compassionate and supportive girl who sees past Kenn’s reserved nature, and Yaoi, a dangerously obsessive girl with a twisted fixation on him. While Kenn’s bond with Lynn deepens, Yaoi’s infatuation grows more dangerous, leading to emotional confrontations and heart-wrenching choices. The emotional scanner, initially a tool of connection, becomes a prison as Kenn must deal with the manipulative system behind the bracelet, which seeks to control not only his actions but the lives of everyone around him. In a world where emotions are raw and unfiltered, Kenn must find his way out of the tangled web of obsession, love, and control. The Bracelet of Fate is a story about growth, self-discovery, and the complexity of human emotions. It explores the consequences of being forced to confront the truth of others’ hearts and the journey to regain control over one's own fate. As Kenn’s relationships evolve and secrets are revealed, he faces a final choice—whether to break free from the system and the emotional chains that bind him or continue living a life dictated by external forces. In the end, The Bracelet of Fate is about finding freedom in a world full of emotional noise and discovering that true connection comes not from knowing others' deepest feelings, but from understanding one’s own heart.

"Hello X news here today we are interviewing the family related to the perpetrator that carried out multiple armored attacks throughout the city and land eventually trying to start his country on a uncharted island" the reporter speaks firmly and clearly... "Missus and Sir what are your thoughts on your son?" He held the microphone to the fathers mouth "Well for one i think that piece of shit is finally doing something in his life finally something than being cooped up in his room as a good for nothing!" The fathers wife held his arm even more tightly "How could you! he is our son... Son if your seeing this please be safe we love you and your father just wants the best.." -The noise suddenly cuts off "Supreme leader your actions have finally spread through out America happy?"

Kim Jiho hides himself among the pages of the books he loves. As a quiet and reserved Literature student, he avoids the spotlight and finds solace in the written word. Yoo Seungmin, on the other hand, is everything Jiho is not—charismatic, bold, and always the center of attention as a Theater major. Yet, behind Seungmin’s playful smile lies a vulnerability he keeps well-hidden. When an interdisciplinary project forces their paths to cross, their worlds collide in ways neither expected. Jiho’s cautious, methodical nature clashes with Seungmin’s chaotic charm, but as they work together, something deeper begins to stir—feelings they both struggle to understand. However, their growing connection faces threats from every direction. Junwoo, Seungmin’s ambitious rival, is determined to exploit their weaknesses for his gain, while Eunji, a ghost from Seungmin’s past, reappears with secrets and motives that could unravel everything. Caught between the silence of Jiho’s world and the noise of Seungmin’s stage, the two must navigate not only external obstacles but also their own fears and insecurities. In a story where words and performances can deceive, the truth they uncover about each other—and themselves—might change their lives forever.

"In 2100, the world as we know it came to an end. Earth went into a time of suffering. Natural disasters plagued the surface, and Earth's inner core threatened to give out. Noah Straps was walking down the streets of Oslo when the first earthquake hit. Loud noises, a sharp, stinging pain, then nothing. Absolute silence, nothing. Then... 'Ba-dum, Ba-dum, Ba-dum.'"

Kennedy wakes up in the morning and finds that she is in another world. As boring as it seems she starts to enjoy her average everyday company life. Everything remains the same boring routine until Kennedy starts to hear a noise. It was a loud screaming sound that rung in her ears daily. one day after work she decided to find out what it is. Following the noise leads her to an elderly lady who ends up changing the life of Kennedy's entirely

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."